[Exeunt Matt and Professor.
Harry. Now we can have our cosy half hour.
Dolly. Ye-es. I've had an awful evening with Lucas. Don't you think——?
Harry. No, my darling. You put it off after tea——
Dolly. But our heads will be so much clearer in the morning——
Harry. [Very solemnly and severely.] My darling, remember what Pilcher said about procrastination. And remember our resolutions last night. If we break them on the first night of the year, where shall we be on the thirty-first of December?
Dolly. I'm horribly fagged.
Harry. Conquer it! Think how delightful it will be to put your head on the pillow to-night, without a single anxiety, without a single thought——
Dolly. Except my gratitude to you!
Harry. Come, dear, no time like the present!